21 Months

My sweet Will. 21 months old today.  Sadly due to the craziness of the last few weeks around here, I haven't taken a "real" picture of you recently (insert overwhelming Mama guilt here).  Thankfully, these iPhone pics are a true depiction of who you are today.  My little farm boy.

You are still obsessed with the barn, especially the chickens.  You chase them, corner them in the coop and stalk them until you can scoop one up in your arms.   It still drives me crazy and still delights you.  You run, squeal and laugh the whole time you are hanging out at the barn.  You love to gather eggs and fill your bucket with hay to feed the cows.  You are thrilled that we now have four new pigs at the barn too.  You are talking so much now and love to repeat what we say.  You say Mama at least 100 times a day and I love hearing your little voice call for me.  Your newest words are...more, boots, Daddy (no more Dada), more, tree, pie-pad (iPad), bed, ack (Jack), side (outside), eat, nnnaaack (snack), night-night, kitty, dog, tractor and miss muss (Christmas).  You have become more of a Daddy's boy at night, choosing to cuddle with him in his chair.  You love to wrestle with your brothers and have quite a little temper when you get mad.  Poppa is still your favorite person other than me and Daddy and more than once lately you've chosen Ally over me (sniff sniff).  You make us all laugh with your funny faces and silly dances and we enjoy every day with you.  You are sweet and love able and such a blessing to all of us.  I love you, Will.  More than you'll ever know.